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PAGE FOUR BLYTHEVILLB (ARK.), COURIER NEWS THE BLYTHEVILLE COURIER NEWS THE COURIER NEWS CO. H. W. HAINES, Publisher ' _ SAMUEL F. NORRIS, Editor Wm. R. WHTTEHEAD, Advertising Manager Sole National Advertising Representatives: Wallace Witmer Co., New York, Chicago, Detroit, Atlanta,' Memphis. Published Every Afternoon Except Sunday Entered as second class matter at the post- office at Blytheviile, Arkansas, under act ol Congress, October 9, 1917. Served by the United Press. SUBSCRIPTION RATES By carrier in the City of Blytheviile, I5c per week or 65c per month. By'mail, within a radius of 50 miles, $3.00 per year, $1.50 for six months, 75c for three months; by mail in postal zones two to six inclusive, $6.50 per year; in zones seven ana eight, $10.00 per year payable in advance. It's War We can't buy now automobile*. We shall have to use the old jalopies year after year, instead of turning- them in every spring for new models. We can't buy tires. We shall have to walk to stores and bridge parties or else use buses and trollies. Gasoline is rationed—or will be—to dealers. We must either spread our share through the month or lay up the car the latter part of each month. Stores and laundries and various service agencies are saving tires and gasoline. Our demands for instantaneous service are coldly rejected. We have to plan now and take advantage of regular pick-ups and deliveries. Refrigerators and stoves and radius and washing machines are not being manufactured any longer. Dealers are running out of patterns in linoleum. We can't get aluminum percolators or other cooking dishes. Sugar is short. Typewriters aren't on sale. We can't •have cuffs on our trousers. ••l:';".Iit's terrible—or is it? - '-•• ••*•••;• • * * * - V- Certainly it's inconvenient. Our ci- :'• villain.life isn't quite normal. But sup-;..:pose the next time somebody—you perhaps?—^begins 'lamenting our hardships in this war you pin him—yourself?—down to specifications. Exactly how much have we been hit by the scarcities, the rationing, the deprivation thus far? We are escaping very lightly thus far. Suppose we .were Britain. We would' -'n't 1 have been rationed on tires—because for two years and a hall: there . wouldn't have been any new cars and petrol rationing would have permitted us to drive no more than 200 miles a month. We should be accustomed long since to scarcity of most types of food —not merely a few. We should be limited to one suit, one coat and a few haberdashery items a year, and should long fervently for the good old days when only trouser cuffs and extra punts were banned. * * * Suppose we were French, or Belgium, or Dutch, or Norwegian, or Poles, or Serbs, or Czechs, or Greeks—or Chinese? To be sure, we're none of these. We're American and proud of it. Why suppose the impossible? Why compare us with those unfortunates? Becaus 1 ^ they, too,'once thought it couldn't happen there. They, too, declined to sacrifice against the future. They awoke too late. Thanks to them, we know in advance the dreadful cost of half measures. We can and will give up luxuries which we have taken for granted in order that the Armies of Democracy may have all they can use of what there is. Bad News for Boarders Any company or individual planning a violation of rationing regulations should stay out of the jurisdiction of Federal Judge Robert C, Balt/.ell of Indiana. Expressing the sentiment of a people united to smash anything retarding the war effort, Judge Baltxell sentenced at Evansville, Ind., two men to 18 months and a year and a day plus heavy fines for concealing and .storing large quantities of new tires. The company they owned was lined SI 000. One of the men was castigated by the jurist as "an enemy of tlic war effort and lacking in essential patriotism." The rubber they hid for their own personal profit might have spelled the difference between success and failure for a mechanized regiment. The nation is more than ready to back Judge Bait/ell and other officials in such a c tions. Ships That Go Down News from the seven seas becomes increasingly distressing. Axis submarines arc sinking our commercial tonnage faster than we can replace it. Germans and Japanese have whittled iiway our naval superiority. Vichy collaboration, an immediate possibility- would strengthen Hitler's position' at sea. Under such circumstances, we may have to reconsider priorities on war production, and allocate more of our materials and manpower to ships. We can't win a war by training and arming men unless we can transport them to the scenes of action and maintain them while there. 'Slacker Dollars' The president of a Brooklyn savings bank has taken a step which must meet with general approval. His example may appeal to bankers elsewhere. President Edward A. Richards of the East New York Savings Bank has asked every holder of a safe deposit box in his vault to remove any "slacker dollars/' and either deposit them or invest them iir.war, bonds. In either case the government would have use of the money to help finance the war. WEDNESDAY, 'APRIL 22, 1942 Capping Job SIDE GLANCES fcyOalbraKh COPR. 1Q4? QV NEA SEnTTEE. INC. T. M. REC. U. S. PAT. OfT. Will you cash my check, please? I'm overdrawn at the bank so I cau'l cash it there." By William Ferguson THIS CURIOUS WORLD of P-40 fighters for "Plying Tigers." ; t A few obsolete military ships are ( dicted hfir stardom> and hei : sfcudio DOLPHIN (MAMMAL) THROU&H MILLIONS op VEARS OF THESE THREE WIDELY SEPARATED CLASSES OF ANIMALS ( ENDED UP WITH ALMOST • SO THEY SAY In the magnificent exploit of Brig. Gen. Ralph Royce • and his gallant American coin- the tide of war turning against Bcosley, Australian supply min- rados we see Japan.—J. A. i.ster. being remodeled to resemble ^ > has gone right on squandering h£r modern pursuits, and those will (charms in an unbroken succession do the flying. More realistic looking ; Qf commercial failures and dramat i c models, are &W™*-™™** \ duds. She appeared in "The Return of Frank James," "Hudson's, ; Bay." "Tobacco Road," "Sundown,' 1 1 "Rings on Her Fingers" and "The Shanghai Gesture." In various polls, j three of these were voted the worst popular with the fans, however. |" GET FAT EATING NOTHING BUT Says ED * * # It may be a good idea for students to wonr shorts as n cloth conservation measure. In fact, they may be glad to get shorts.—Price Administrator Leon Henderson. * * * Until a divorce, there is a community inter- o.st in a husband's pockets.—Judge Rudolph Do- .sort. Chicago, upholding n wife's right to .search her husband's pockets. * * # I went right out and got a job when I heard that. Wake Island was captured.—Mrs. Marvin Fisher. Denver mother whose husband was on Wake Island, now working in war plant. * * * I am now more than ever convinced that we going to get, on the offensive and do so at the earliest practicable moment—Secretary of Wai- Henry L. Stimson. * * * Some manufacturers evidently think more of their patents and their profits than they do of the war program.—Sen. Homer T. Bone. Washington Democrat, chairman of Senate Patents Committee. GETS GOOD ROLE It's a little early to comment with certainty, but Gene Tierney finally seems to have landed a good role in a good picture. The film is "Trmnderbirds,'' and William Weilman's direction plus the authentic backgrounds of air training centers in Arizona, ought to make its SUCCESS certain. No actress has survived so many bad pictures as this patient glaraorist. Everybody, including this pictures of their respective years. Save for Victory Have your shoes, tarpaulins anc|ll bean sacks repaired at the [!••' TRU-BLUE SHOE SHOl'P 316 E. Main St. i; We buv and trade shoes. '; DON EDWARDS "The Typewriter Man" ROYAL, SMITH, CORONA, AND REMINGTON TYPEWRITERS 118 N. 2nd STREET PHONE 3382 (Every Transaction Must Be Satisfactory) SERIAL STOR' FRANTIC WEEKEND BY EDMUND FANCOTT COPYRIGHT. 1942. NEA SERVICE, INC. NEXT: This ice age, HOLLYWOOD TTIT3 STOUT: T>r»ly T>orton. an nrtmt. ni>«l his aunt :ire nwnitinje? Tvrekfiul jjrui-.sts at Ft-rily'.s country place near Dlontresil. The quests arc Myra Mack, stenographer, her .soldier brother Michael, lu-r young- sister J'ejspy. arid I^ieut. JVitri'l aionkhoiisc, who is hriri^rJn.sr Itcaiitifstl Fny Ransom, XO KNOCKS HERE Dir:cting a sequence in "Remem- By PAUL HARRISON* NEA Service Staff Correspondent • HOLLYWOOD.—All over the lot: ber Pearl Harbor," Joe Santley ran Even- talent executive and casting into a rare case of actor-censor- director in lown. except at Univer- ; ship- Don Barry was supposed to sal. is squirming with embarrass- : take a punch at Alan Curtis. Ordi- ment at any mention of Diana narily a guy who is very ready with Barrymor?. A few months ;i»o there his fists. Mr. Barry refused this was "general agreement, that she | time because Mr. Curtis was in had no "picture possibilities—or at' Army uniform. Mr. Santley pleaded, leas: no chance for stardom. So now she has finished the lead in "Eagle Squadron." and studio bigwigs ar? going around looking .-.s surprised and proud as o canary who has just killed a cat. Ask 'em whether John Barrymou-'s daugh- SECOND MEETING CHAPTER V "pERDY'S aunt, contemplating the pointing out that it was just of the story. Mr. Curtis put in a word. too. declaring that he wouldn't mind getting socked. The redheaded actor still said no. He also -said that if ih'y'd take the uniform off Curtis he would knock him across the set. The director • knocked out the whole scene. The technical wizards have set tor looks good on the screen, and whether she can act, and they'll merny point to the next role they've selected for her—the top spot in "Love and Kisses. Caroline." in i up an airplane factory at Republic. which she'll play a 1'2-year-old girl. Unable to divert ships from fac- Joan ot" Arc. and Queen Victoria t cries, or borrow from the Army. a: the age of 80. - they're building their own fleet weekend ahead, let a twinkle play around her eyes, the laugh lines in their corners reflecting her perpetual good humor. "I don't know what you'll do when you get mariiecl," she teased. "It will have to be a woman either of great generosity or no spirit whatever to tolerate one houseful of strange people after another.' Ferdy, stretched on the settee before the stone fireplace, contemplated his cuff links and yawned. "I shall marry a well bred mole," he said. C£ A par ticularly myopic one. She will be content to burrow about unde the lawn until I've a mind t feed her. lore, and you like having young eople around you, especially vhen their antics are unpredict- ble." * * * '"THE rest of the party came in •^ two sections, arriving on the afternoon of Friday. Second leutenant Michael Mack drove up vith his two sisters in his father's omewhat "battered jaloppy. The drive was uneventful except for he efforts o£ Myra and her brother to instill into Peggy the need for a certain restraint in her behavior during the weekend. 'The trouble with you two, 1 said Peggy darkly. "Is that you still think I- am a kid in pigtail plaits. You older people get me down." She addressed her sister of twenty-five and her brother of twenty-three from across the vast, intolerant distance of six or seven years. "Why, Joan Baker was married this week and she's only a year older than I am!" Michael Mack looked questioningly at Myra out of the corner of his eye. "Shall we throw it out by the wayside?'' he asked. "Just try," said Peggy. There was a glint ill her greenish blue eyes and a tight little line about His dark Irish handsomeness would have been too perfect touch if it had not been temperec with a toughness of fiber under neath it in his relations with merjfj 1 and a hitherto incurable shynes in the company of women othe than those of his own family. OUT OUR WAY >-'' f ''j^'f^'',f \W1LL VOO TEACH ME THAT OWE? By J. K. Williams QUR BOARDING HOUSE with Major Hoople NOD SAID A MOU V FUL, P/XUSH IhWOU^ LABORS VJK\LH POIGNANT PASSAGE FRONA I AN\ TO DEUMER. TOMORROW DECORATED MH AT CITY RM-L DAT SPE-ECH 1M MORE PEOPLE, INAN SKOOTiNiS DOvJNi S HULL OP GPiES IS BbT OMB OP B1RDDAV4S PLEA9E DO NiOT RA \\c GEORGE \\.^<oiAllNiSTONi, CfoRM PMJL "It isn't," his aunt continued l her lips. But the next moment unheedingly, "as though you ( was forgotten. They were passing mixed your guests judiciously." "... or maybe even a genteel fish. One with a Vassar diploma and a cold disposition." "You seem to me to do it deliberately.' 5 Ferdy sat up. "Marry a fish? What do I do deliberately?" a roadstand. "Hey!"' she cried to her brother. 'Let's stop and pick up some cones." He stopped patiently while Peggy tumbled out and came back in a moment with an ice-cream cone and a bottle with a couple You know perfectly well what of straws sticking from its neck I'm talking about. Look at the "Don't you people want anything? people you've asked up here this she asked. weekend. Two sisters: Myra Mack and Peggy Mack. Sisters always mean trouble, especially when one is plain and a matchmaker and the other just 17 Then there's Myra shook her head sadly. Michael shook his and looked a s younger sister with an amused air. "Trouble with you folks," sai well off. A fmc one another young officer, quite well off, whom he has never met. Your fourth guest—beautiful, and a stranger to the others. So what do you have?'' ice-cream, "You let your ag get you down. O. K. Sergeant- Loot—let her go! Boy, i this ice-cream good!" The general tenor of the drive Myra's frequent and good humored complaint about he parents was that they had give || her most of the brains of th family, but none of the good look * * * nnpIE other car that was speedin up to the Laurentians over th new highway presented a ver, 'different picture. Nigel Monkhouse had picked up Fay Ransorr at Ferdy's request and was driv- ng in a state of acute mental dis- omfort. He had in the meantime met Mr. Ransom, and had dis- overed that his own father hac one to school with him. Nigel could not understand wr^ n a place so comparatively smal is Montreal, he had missed meet- ng a girl so strikingly attractive as Fay Ransom. He was unawar< hat she had spent very little o ier life in that city, that afte: icr father's divorce and until he mother's death she had spent mos of her time in the States. His second meeting with Fa} Ransom had knocked him com-j| pletely off his emotional balance, He had anticipated it for two day; and had let his imagination plaj with that first vision he had seet on the small wooden station platform on the lake shore that Mon- Ferdv' l cradled his head in his up was that o£ an underspruiig car hands and moaned in mock dis- with an oversprung M> a the impecunious brother as well. <H»et, capable of mot ^ er had missed the gai- Vr,,-^,.» ^ c-,-rViorf "some- rnouier ana naa misbeu. uiu gai- r Fc i d ^I h ?l?^^i S rulous strain that stemmed from day of the same week. But he had found the realitj more disturbing than the vision and though normally he was quitd at ease with girls, he set off 07) the drive to the hills feeling ^ awkward as a schoolboy smitten with first calfish love. What made it worse was thai Fay Ransom noticed it and a slovj smile flickered on her lips. Sh«j had seen the same symptoms iij other men and recognized them! Strangely enough, it did not fiattej her. She felt a little sorry foj Nig^l Monkhouse. She had looke<| forward to a weekend free fror emotional entanglements. The:: only complicated one's pleasure.^ But she admitted to herself at least he xvas quite attractive ir several ways. First, he was no too handsome, and he was no aggressively confident—two of th« main qualities that she had found •^ ^ times I wonder which of us is _, c^-4ouf" inviting dynamite hU lather, Danny, through to Peg= mixtures up here, or me for put- S>* ting up with it" He to °^ m 's build, too, from his Ferdy laughed out loud. "You mother's side of the family. While love it," he said, mussing her ears, his father was under five^and a "Can't fool me You're every bit half feet, Michael was an inch or as bad as I am. I want new faces so over six feet, and with a to paint, new personalities to ex- I physique that justified his height admirable in any man. She made an effort to enliveij their conversation by asking hin' questions about the army, but i;j wasn't a great success. Something had happened to Nigel Monk-j house which had tied his tongue] as well as his heart in knots. (To Be Continued)

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